Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Since this was the last area, the terrifying Black Rain had surrounded them, and gusts of chilly wind were bombarding the space relentlessly.
Brother Mo was panicking a bit.
Because the surrounding view was like that of wolves spotting their prey. Although it wasn't focused on him, this sensation made him... for the first time in his mediocre life, feel the pressure of a genius being watched and coveted.
"Brother Mo..." the Bald martial artist looked at Brother Mo with some confusion as to why he was standing together with Su Buxian.
"I'm just passing by." Brother Mo coughed, readying himself to pretend he wasn't acquainted with the guy and beat a hasty retreat.
"Just passing by is a bit too hurtful, Brother Mo." Su Qi sighed, "I'm the one who saved you from that pit, after all."
"...."
Then how about you tell me who knocked me into the pit.
Brother Mo tried to move his leg but couldn't.
Because...
At that moment.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
